Dog lovers

Ok, I know that most of my Kindred Spirits are not dog-lovers to the obsessive level as myself, but I think that you still may find this amusing. I included some highlights that especially apply to my obsession with my beloved hairy, slobbery, huggable monster. It's a little bit scary how fitting these are towards me.

You know you're a dog person when:

• All your non-dog friends know to dress down when visiting your house (or going for walk, Annie and Amanda!).
• Onlookers grimace at the sight of you sharing your sandwich with your four-legged pal, bite for bite.
• Cut your vacations to 3 day weekends only.
• Everyone at the office is eager to know if the dogs are all right because you were late for the meeting.
• It takes an entirely separate garbage can to handle the poop.
• Lintwheels are on your shopping list every week.
• No matter how large your bed is, it is not large enough for you and your dog.
• No one wants to ride in your car because they know they'll get dog hair on their clothes.
• The highlight of your day is spending time with your dog.
• The most exciting times on vacations, no matter where in the world you go, is when you get to pet a dog (a "canine fix").
• The number one priority when buying a new house is the size and landscape of the backyard.
• The thought of changing a baby's diaper makes you swoon, but you can pick up dog poop barehanded, if necessary, without batting an eye.
• The trash basket is more or less permanently installed in the kitchen sink,to keep the dog out of it while you're at work.
• When you need someone to talk to, your dog is your first choice.
• You are the only idiot out walking in the pouring rain (and snow!) , but your dog needs her walk.
• You believe every dog is a lap dog.
• You can't see out the passenger side of the windshield because there are nose-prints all over the inside and you leave them there because cleaning them seems so futile at this point.
• You don't go to happy hour with co-workers any more because you need to go home and see your dog.
• You don't mind it when you find dog hair in the sink, tub, embedded in the carpet or your clothes, or mixed in your food.
• You don't think twice about trading licks of an ice cream cone with your dog.
• You take your dog for rides in the car; and treat him to a drive-thru window burger or taco on special occasions.
• You have a plastic kiddie wading pool in the back yard, but no kids.
• You have hundreds of pictures of your dogs on your desk at work.
• You like people who like your dog. You despise people who don't.
• You send out especially-made holiday cards that feature you and the dog.
• Your "Welcome" sign has a dog on it.
• Your bedspread doesn't have to coordinate with the bedroom, as it's always covered with a sheet for the dogs, anyway. Ditto for the couches.
• Your dog decides he doesn't like someone and you tend to agree.
• Your freezer contains more dog bones than anything else.
• Your friends know which chair not to sit in.
• Your parents give up on grandchildren and start to refer to your dogs as"your kids" or your children."
• Your weekend activities are planned around taking your dog for a hike (both days).
• You're willing to pet sit, but not baby sit for friends.

(Hat tip: Bored.com FYI: I'm not really getting any work done today)